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我和妻吵架时,儿子总是苦苦哀求着劝解。但10岁的孩子怎能消除两个大人间的战争烟云呢?不过后来事情发生了变化。这倒不是我和妻不再争吵,我们的战争打响后,儿子不再劝解,而是拿起画笔在纸上专注地作画。儿子画的总是二室一厅的套房。地上铺着红红的地毯,墙是光艳夺目的喷塑。席梦思床垫,牛皮沙发。阳台上有君子兰、文竹之类花卉,鱼缸里的金鱼忽闪着翅翼飞翔一般。卫生间里,热水器喷着如花的水丝。而这些,正是我和妻吵架的原因。我们一家三口住在一间12平方米的小平房里,临街用木板钉成的能站两个人的厨房像间破烂的厕所。
When I quarrel with my wife, my son always pleaded for persuasion. But how can a 10-year-old child eliminate the smoke of war between two adults? But things changed later. This is not my wife and I no longer quarrel, our war started, the son no longer persuade, but pick up the brush to focus on painting on the paper. My son’s drawing room is always two-bedroom suites. Flooded with red carpet, the wall is brilliant eye-catching spray. Simmons mattresses, leather sofa. Clivia has a balcony, asparagus flowers, goldfish in the fish tank glistens wings flying in general. In the bathroom, the water heater splashed with watery silk. And these are exactly the reasons why I quarrel with my wife. We are a family of three living in a 12 square meters of small cottages, facing the street with wood planks can stand two people’s kitchen like tattered toilet.